Maybe. A black dress with redand white flowers. Knee length, or maybe a bit above. Has a V neck butnot real low cut. Definitely a maybe. Oh wow! ... I pulled out a darkmaroon dress. Holding it up in front of me I could tell it was kneelength, and I turned a bit to the side. The skirt was made of satin,which went up to form the bodice of the dress with it following theoutline of strapless dress. There was a lace overlay that went down tothe waist forming a peplum and covered the arms as. "Sorry." she mumbled defeatedly, throwing her hands down to her side and walking as quickly as she could without running towards the main door.I looked at her then back to Paul, who was watching Nicole with a cocked eyebrow. "No clue what her problem is." he said to no one in particular. "Don't get me wrong, she's interesting, but she's hated me for no reason for a long time now."I ignored him and pointed to the door. "They're alone in there, and they probably shouldn't be." I told him. "Go. Mom said, “Get in,” to us. Why did I suddenly feel like Steve McQueen, throwing a ball against a wall for the next ten or so years? Just as she about had us closed up, she said, “I’m not mad, just disappointed,” and we were looking at each other as the back door of the Odyssey closed all around us.A text came to my phone, ‘Going to Colby, Kansas, small town and fresh air. Get some sleep, luv u Mary!’ I showed it to Jess, and we assumed the positions and fell asleep.A bump or something woke me. Her tight pussy created just enough friction for my cock as I ploughed her channel, comfortable, warm, and yet with growing sexual tension. Sometimes, I wish I’d take the time to try a little cunnilingus on her, but invariably the call of her pussy to be filled with my cock was too great and we simply got on with the main event.I felt my cock beginning to swell, and made an effort to delay my gratification, bending my neck until I could capture her nipples between my lips, and suck on them. As.